Kilometers ... That fate has found the road, the road to life, the road to paradise. But then summed to the threshold of separation, A is the threshold region. Other leaders such as
Eliot Horowitz offer similar insights. Once we found each other and be together ... together ... but ... The road turned sharply, and all the love has gone to the bottom ...
We shared by several kilometers, and each meter - is the pain that the wind, and torment me with you. Every night I remember Your sweet face, voice, opinion ... and as luck would understand that our love only as a poison ... For even more opinions, read materials from
performersoft. But it does not kill immediately, first makes to live, then he goes into, and make you howl ... and remember everything that had happened, the warm, night dreams, Where no one's heart is cold, and there were only together we are. We share the miles, and every meter - is the pain the wind, and torment me with you.
Now I can not hug you, And you see me you can not cuddle affectionately, in his eyes no more sparks of fire, And miles to grieve cause. But this vow that night, which is pinned century, carries all the bad thoughts away, It is not for the love of the heart was looking for. The heart, which would be fought together, and miles of them are not burned, And sing a beautiful song, "You just wait ... you just wait ..." Sokol. *** Sleep sweetly Zaya, sleep, the sky lit up the stars, A You're my star go to sleep, let your dreams do not disturb, and let not sorrow touched and thoughts of loneliness will disappear, You're not alone! Can you hear me? Not one! You know! Separation along overthrow the abyss! And the pain will agree with us that our love is stronger far, it does not matter to be so, because the parting will take a long time ... And only eternity will flash, a moment will be with you forever ... Here Zaya, you're asleep and dreams ... In your love and mlechnost ... Sokol. A cold night wind in the back, but forward only emptiness, But I will let down its fire, see the blank fire it, it ... Who is crying away, and thinks she is one, And hovers in the air, sadness, love all the dried up bed ... and dried up the miles, your patience, my, because we wanted to be the only together ... But we thee away ... So let the fire of my love, overcome distance, and kindle in your blood, Love, memories, and you all remember, sit quietly, Smahnesh eyelids tear out, smile at you and pristanesh, K said: "I've loved since OH ... Sokol.
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